Chapter 687: Agreement

Chapter 687 Convention
Half demon, as the name suggests, only half belong to the monster.
And because the body has a relationship that is generally human, it is closer to the human appearance since its birth...has it not?
Most of the half demon can be described by the melon cracking jujube, and even the extreme is not long, not demon, walking with a pair of horrified skin, causing human fear, and the pure demon is not intended to accept - - After all, most of the half demons are born, because the relationship between the monsters of the lower body cannot be controlled.
It is almost impossible to make it possible for the monsters of the offspring to be responsible for the responsibilities of human beings just to vent.
"Pain! It hurts! Dead woman, can't you lighten it?"
The half demon wearing a red robe was very dissatisfied at this time staring at the witch who was shorter than herself. The half demon boy is snarling with the view of the monster when he looks at humans: too small, there is not much meat to eat. In addition, although it is very delicate and tender, I am afraid there is not much bite... Why is it so thin? Probably not very delicious.
Although, the half demon boy has never eaten a shemale.
"If you don't look at the part of you who helped me fight back, I don't plan to treat you at all."
It’s a little lower than the half-devil boy. It’s probably only ten years old... or the eleven-year-old little witch’s face is not childish, but the words are old-fashioned – this makes the half-daughter hate Teeth itch.
But there is no way... he can't beat her!
It is only ten and a half years old! Hell! !
As a half demon, he has seen sixteen winter snows... As long as the spring of the year and the cherry blossom season, will it greet the winter snow seventeen times?
"The cockroach will come again." The semi-daughter boy is obviously not willing to do too much entanglement in the technical problems of the little witch's dressing wounds, and it is related to another thing.
In the ancient shrine in front of you, there is a magical power hidden. This power can completely awaken the blood of the demon monsters - when the blood of the monster is completely awakened, the half demon boy can really be called the monster teenager.
This is his dream of birth - the cockroach seems to have the same plan, so that cockroach has come.
Do you want to take the mysterious force in the shrine away when you are fighting this little witch and the skunk? The half demon boy looked at the little witch who was using the herbs, and a trace of evil thoughts gradually grew up - how can it be evil? He is a monster...even though it is only a half demon.
"Have you been living in this place all the time?" The half-devil boy couldn't help but frown. - This witch is too small. If a person lives in such a shrine, it won't look too empty... "You What about your loved ones?"
"You have too many problems." The little witch raised, and finally crushed the smashed herbs on the last wound of the semi-daughter's arm, and then smacked a few laps with a white cloth strip." You can go, don't come back later, or I will kill you."
But it is not terrible... It is still because it is too small, even if it is so hard to put on a cold expression.
However... Although it is really small, but the spiritual power that is exuded in the body is too strong, the half demon boy has to retreat three points.
"I... I will come again! I will definitely get the power here and become a real monster! Look at it!" The half-boys fled from the shrine.
Spring is coming to autumn.
The seventeenth winter snow, the half demon boy once again came to the shrine in the middle of the mountain. The little witch grew up a little, a little taller, but still the same thin.
The half-devil boy who has been consciously strengthened has been hiding from the shrine. The little witch is sitting in the shrine and writing and reading. It seems too focused, and he did not find him.
good chance!
The half demon boy looks excited. He knows that the main hall of the shrine is dedicated to the magical power! While the little witch is not here, the half-dead boy easily came to the Shentai.
But the half demon teenager does not seem to think of one thing - that is, the little witch who has such a powerful spiritual power, how can it be so careless about the guardian?
There are many hidden spells in front of the platform.
When the little witch put down the book on her hand and went to the main hall of the shrine, the half demon boy had already fallen into the trap and could not move.
"It's you again." The little witch frowned. "I said, if you dare to come again, I will kill you."
The half-devil boy struggled wildly, revealing a sly fang, and the little witch said that he would kill the hand, then he would really kill. Because I heard that the cockroach has been killed - although the legend is a long-lived family, but still will die.
The half-demon boy is always unable to break free from the traps of the little witches... In the moment of the arrow of the little witch on the longbow, the half-devil boy suddenly gave up the struggle... death, perhaps another kind relief.
"Do you want to die?" The little witch's fingers slowed down and did not loosen the tight bowstrings.
"Where is there so much nonsense! Dead woman, kill and kill!" The half demon boy roared in an instant.
The little witch asked curiously: "Why do you want to get something from the shrine?"
The half demon boy said that he wants to be a real monster.
The little witch untied her bond and said to let him go, don't come again next time.
"I will come again!" The half-demon boy escaped, and finally issued an indignant voice in the foot of the mountain, "Fail you personally! Let you give it to the uncle with willingness!"
Don't come, the little witch said silently on the mountain.
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Spring is coming to the autumn, and the 18th year of the half-demon boy is winter. There was a scar on the face of the half demon boy. After a year of tempering, he has become a lot stronger.
The little witch is still writing and reading in the shrine, cold and clear.
"Dead woman, this time the uncle will be... ah!"
The half-demon boy was thrown directly from the shrine this time - in fact, it was rolling down from the long stone steps. But he still doesn't plan to give up... then go out and practice for another month!
"Dead woman, this time the uncle has been different today... Ah!!"
Roll off.
"Dead woman! I will definitely take you this time...ah!!!"
Roll off.
"Dead woman...ah!!"
Roll off.
Again and again, it seems to be tougher than the meteorite.
Rolling down...
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"Please, lend me the power of the shrine, as long as I can become a real monster! No matter what I do, I will promise you!"
Finally, the half demon boy bowed his head in front of the shrine, and the water chestnut on his body seemed to have been smoothed out in the rolling stairs again and again - he really couldn't beat the guardian witch of the shrine.
"Why are you so obsessed with wanting to be a real monster?" the little witch asked with a slight thought.
"That guy..." The half-devil gnawed his teeth and said: "That guy, in any case, I have to beat him and let him admit his mistakes in front of my mother. For this purpose, I can give up anything!"
"Mother..." The little witch frowned. "The blood of your monster, from the father?"
The half demon teenager is leaning his head. "He is called the dog god. My mother was plundered by him. After giving birth to me, I abandoned us. Just because my mother is just a tool for fun... just because I can’t inherit the real The blood of the monster is just a half demon! You can't even see it... even the tired guy makes other monsters make fun of it!"
The little witch meditated for a long time, and finally shook her head: "You have too much blood smell on your body, making you a real monster, it will only bring more death."
"I am killing robbers and monsters who only know how to plunder!" The half demon boy looked straight at the little witch in front of him. "I have never eaten anyone!"
"That's okay." The little witch said indifferently: "You kill a hundred evil monsters, and collect another hundred different ancient books. I can promise to help you become a real monster."
She gave him a task that was almost impossible to accomplish. One hundred big monsters can be judged from the residual demon, and a hundred different ancient books...not counting, in fact, she has the final say.
"One hundred big monsters, one hundred different ancient books..." The half demon teenager bit his teeth and resolutely turned and left. "A word is fixed!"
Another month later.
The half demon boy sat proudly in front of the open space in front of the shrine, and placed the relics of the three big monsters and more than a dozen ancient books on the ground. "Speaking! I did it!"
"There are ninety-seven big monsters and eighty-six ancient books." The little witch squinted at the trophy of the half-boys.
"What! It should be the rest of the eighty-five books!"
"There are two copies that are repeated." The little witch shook her head. "You can't read?"
The half demon boy almost broke his teeth and finally went away. "A month later, I will come again!"
The little witch still shook her head, looked at the things scattered on the ground, silently packed up... I took the things left by the big monsters to purify, and then picked up a book of ancient books and returned to my room.
It's like a library, the smell of paper and ink... her body seems to be contaminated with this taste.
The little witch began to read the ancient books she had never spent, and suddenly she bowed her head and smiled a little... Her knowledge of the outside world and her knowledge came from all the books here.
The world of books, vastness is like the ocean... Next time, what kind of wonderful world will he bring?
The little witch quietly wrote the name of the half demon boy on a white paper, which is the word of the beautiful and beautiful.
[Inuyasha]
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Chasing the wind and licking your own head. He was accidentally dropped from the branch after being sideways. For why you choose to sleep on a branch, the pursuit of the wind has been unreasonable - probably this body hobby?
However, it seems like a dream... as a bystander. Probably, is this a memory of the original owner's memory?
"……What is this?"
The chasing eyes stared at something on the ground—just in front of the place where he fell from the tree, not knowing when a small box was placed.
The pursuit of the wind is not unfamiliar with such a box tied with a ribbon... But when did it appear?
Even if you are asleep, no one should have been there. At least he smells sensitive, and he can't smell any odor at this time.
The chasing wind frowned, so he slammed the box directly and swayed it a few times. He felt that it was empty and there was nothing. It was even more strange.
He finally couldn't hold back his hand and simply torely opened the box, but he didn't get anything. He just had a strange singularity in front of him... or more like a half. Transparent white light ball.
"What the hell?"
Chasing the wind and scratching his head, reaching out and flattening this air mass into a flat... It is a feeling of stopping the hand. However, when he threw this strange light group on the ground, the thing would automatically fly back to him, even when he threw the light group out of the distance, this thing would still return to him immediately. In front of me, it seems that I intend to settle on him.
"This thing..." The chasing wind frowned, and eventually the light group was caught in the palm of the hand... There was a strange but unclear feeling.
"Forget it, no matter... or go find the purple star."
The chasing wind jumped directly over the top of a tree, and then looked at it - what made him strange was that he had already seen the stone in the early rice village, but he did not see a similar village nearby. what?
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The Changmen family is a small local tyrant with very strict rules. Of course, such a nobles look at all the picks of the Kondo family, which may be the size of a sesame.
The direct line of the long-door family has been sitting in a dangerous situation, preparing for a day's lunch.
The long door Shen Er and the long door Saburo sit and look at each other, and in the position above the head, the empty position is the exclusive of the long door master, next to the wife of the long door master. At this point, the wife of Master Changmen is already there.
Below, starting from Changmen Shen Er and Changmen Saburo, they are each sitting in the long door family - the sister of the long-door master, Changmen Xizi, and the son-in-law of the ancestors, the cool son, the son of the long-door son, Sakamoto Taiyi and daughter-in-law, on the side, is the youngest long-door crane.
The family kept silent, even though the food was already filled in front of him, and the food was probably cold, and it didn't move - because the long door master had not yet arrived.
Eating before the owner is a defiance of the authority of the owner.
The hostess of the Changmen family has been declining in old age. At this time, she lowered her brow and waited quietly... When she heard the footsteps coming from outside the door, she quickly stood up and became the husband’s long-door master. Pulled the door open and waited for him to sit down.
When the long-door master sat down, he glanced at everyone in the room and finally saw the end of the long-door crane. At this time, when the forehead was wrapped with cloth, he frowned. "What happened?"
"It seems that when the crane is playing in the courtyard, he accidentally falls and slams his head." The wife of the long door whispered at this moment.
"I remember that it was A-Embroidery to take care of." The long-door master said indifferently: "Return to lead a family law."
The long door Shen Er of the initiator is not squinting at this time. When the long-door master said it, he waved his hand and the crowd began to eat... The long-door family began to eat.
(End of this chapter)